Dear ,
Tonight is Christmas Eve, and it's time for me to fly home with Santa.
Thank you for a wonderful December. I loved every morning in your house: the giggles when you found me, the stories you told me and all the kind things I saw you do.
Please don't be sad. The North Pole will keep me busy, and before you know it, it will be December again. Have the merriest Christmas, and remember how loved you are.
Love from the North Pole,
P.S. I folded a hug into this letter. Keep it somewhere safe.







